Madturk

the mad turk with the huka
at the back of the shop behind the screen
i shouldn't have gone i should've stopped
'have you heard of Ouspensky'
he said in a cloud clear and loud
'Ouspenky's a fool and Gourdjeff his tool'
he wiped off some drool
wandering in the desert in search of a prophet
i came apon a precipice and lept off it
before i could hit the ground
my body became a sound
so soft you can't hear it
listen!
the prophet did speak for a day or a week
i couldn't understand it
he was speaking in toungues
with two sets of lungs
like i speak to you now
like i speak to you now
it shook me to the core of my being
man that was some strange scene
i'll never forget it
if i can ever remember it